Contaminated. Nothing is sacred. Born and bred on pure hatred. ‘Cause they haunt our streets with a phantom fear. No one is safe, no one is welcome here. Can you taste the poison in the air? I swear it’s everywhere, it’s everywhere. Hidden in plain sight, lost in black and white. I’ll chase the dying of the light. They want the victims to hang their heads in shame, well fuck them all, we won’t play their game. I’ve seen through every word the prophets propagate. This is a failed state. So read between the lines. This is a failed state. No Love. No empathy. Our fellow man is now our enemy. No Love. No Unity. Erase our souls, distort reality. They will sow the seeds of blind contempt, then let us bleed until our heart’s content. Hidden in plain sight, lost in black and white. I’ll chase the dying of the light. No Love. No empathy. Our fellow man is now our enemy.
In November 2018, Architects stared grief in the face on the remarkable album Holy Hell: a stark picture of the darkness and despair that …